After returning to his lodgings, Chen Lin continued drawing origin essence force from the innate spiritual entity, rapidly raising his cultivation while tempering his body with the Great Desolate Body Refining Art.
After some thought, he decided to retain his ancestral dragon qi.
Although doing so would make his body tempering less pure, ancestral dragon qi was still highly effective at suppressing dragon bloodlines.
It would be a shame to discard it.
Without ancestral dragon qi, he might not have turned defeat into victory when he encountered the Dragon-Devouring Eye in the Chaos Pool, let alone subdued it.
Still, keeping it did not mean he intended to keep searching for places containing ancestral dragon qi. What he had now was enough; his body tempering would focus primarily on innate thunder power.
In the blink of an eye, a year passed.
Nothing troubled him during that time.
Between cultivation sessions, Chen Lin occasionally went out to gather news.
There was still no movement from the Primal Plane.
The plane continued expanding, and no one knew when it would end.
Liu Rumian had not replied either, leaving him feeling helpless.
He had no idea what Liu Rumian was doing. If he had not known her character, he would have thought she had taken his payment without doing the work and was deliberately avoiding him.
His Prison-Suppressing Envoy mission had stalled completely. He had investigated every place he should, but made no further progress.
After some consideration, Chen Lin decided he could not simply sit and wait.
He had paid a considerable price to obtain those ninety-five points. It would be a terrible shame to fall short at the final hurdle.
But he did not want to leave Myriad Forms City either.
His own safety had to come first when completing the mission.